The previous post went out on 'autopilot' the day that we woke up in a house surrounded by a marvellous white blanket. Here some pictures of a completely different landscape. Click to enlarge.
Winter wonderland Umbria
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Splendid Garden in Umbria
Just a few kilomters from our house lies this beautiful and well maintained garden.
Umbria in December
Where in November we were talking about new olive oil and truffles at the moment Umbrians are visiting the Christmas fairs. A small collection from our previous twitter feeds: • Gubbio Chistmas tree (the biggest in the world). • Christmas market in Castel Rigone...
Mi chiamo..
While reading a magazine in the waiting room of my dentist last week I overheard a funny conversation. An elderly man had just had something done to his teeth an wanted to pay. The wife of the dentist asked the man his exact name so she could make up the bill. The...
Cheap
An article about prices in Italian supermarkets drew my attention. Seems that Perugia is the cheapest place (or should I say: the least expensive?) to do your groceries in Italy! Upon closer studying of the article it turned out no huge sums were involved. The most...
Walk on Monte Tezio
While flicking through my pictures, or maybe I should say clicking, I came across these. They were taken in December during a walk on top of Monte Tezio. From the windy top I could see Lago Trasimeno and the old part of Perugia. The biting wind made me have the whole...
40 quintale
As we use mostly wood for our heating we need to top up our supply now and then. This time we went for some 40 quintali. 1 quintale is 100kg. In large parts of rural italy most things are measured in quintali. Wether it's olives or wood, quintale is the magic word. It...
Morning…..
A few days ago I drove down from my mountain, as I like to think of it, at about eight in the morning. Nature greeted me with some splendid views. Unfortunately these only last a very short time, bet they invented camera's for this.
Art…
These days the hills surrounding my house are littered with rather strange objects. On closer inspection they turn out to be made out of hay.
Monks in Umbria
Some years ago on a beautiful day monks from a nearby monastry passed my house singing beautiful hymns. It was magic. Yesterday four monks came by to see the small church in front of our house. No singing this time. For a while they stood there like normal tourists...
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